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Let's show the world you're my golden girl, when we shoppin'
They see us on the streets, they say, "Son, scooped a hot one"
You taste like banana cake, you shaped like the number eight
And you my number one candidate
I can't lose you, it's like I'm bettin' in Vegas, crucial
Sweatin' knowin' these players is wantin' you, Boo
I get the chills when you in my sight
Feels like it's meant to be right
I feel a rush when I kiss you at night, uh

Shorty knows she my baby girl and
Players haters try hard to get her
But she'll be lounging in my cradle tonight, uh-huh
Typically I wouldn't say this
But you see your love has got me faded
No girl ever made me feel like you do, ow

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